Reflections in the mirror of body of street

Waking weathered sleepy trace of slow dissolve hair knots cell

slough crush and cave

Lioning sun into lungs warming face silken dissolve to

day to hours lit working spreading words to far corners burning

I dream with stoned sight of oceans held by warmth or crush of

glass under foot

A stutter an endless slinking out conversations unbidden currency

passing through hands rubbing elbows in tight hallways distance

of breath of murmur of warm mouth

To burrow to bribe to imagine language buried into flesh waiting

to extinguish to gift another

To lie awake to sit in chairs while the city churns

Widowed windowed watching for darkness for damp light

Hammer to stone drill deep into streets watery workings beneath

our feet hum of lost feather lost cap the puppy’s constant cries

Creaking bed and floor and heavy steps through ceiling in

morning signal absence signal waiting

Metal crank and exhale an expansion creates space through

pressure through brace on flesh on bone

The year ahead the vowels you left behind

The way the city unfurls from hillside and women stumble down

stone paths impractical heels the sandwich wrapped the visitors

in the courtyard talking housing developments

Body left tingling aflutter awaiting uncertain song